Greatwater Lake And I risk it all for this life we choose

The man did not notice Wraen, however, when he began to move a gust of wind brought his smell. It was entirely foreign from what she recalled from her meeting with Burke, tinged with the odour of old and healing wounds (she knew this one in all it's variations and whole spectrum, since Terance was very prone to getting physical injuries that required a lot of time to patch up) and a whiff of caldera. He was also limping - and she recalled that the man from her encounter had also been stiff. 

She hesitated, wondering, if she should approach or leave him be, deciding for the first option and basing it off the fact that, even if it turned out to be the wrong person, and be a grumpy and evil one instead, she could outrun it any time. "Hey!" she called out to the man. "Wait!" Then she ran towards him.